Chapter 88

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 88 kill!

The young man in white and the young man in green looked at each other, and a trace of pride flashed in their eyes. They didn't shake Chen Feng at all, but swam away to fight with him.

Chen Feng wanted to attack them, but it was very difficult. The two men had been wandering away, and they didn't fight head-on with him at all.

Time is running out, and the time limit is getting closer and closer. Chen Feng still can't get rid of them.

Chen Feng used the rain falling flying flower sword technique again.

But these two people seemed to be very familiar with the rain falling flying flower sword technique, and they carefully avoided the white flying flower every time.

The rain falling flying flower sword technique is useless to them!

Chen Feng couldn't attack them, and every time Chen Feng wanted to leave quickly, they would stick it up like two annoying flies!

"Hahahaha, it's useless!"

The young man in green shirt laughed wildly and said, "we have inquired about your details. There are only these two martial arts skills. Junior brother and I will not fight with you. We will definitely be able to entangle you. There is no way for you to take us!"

"As long as you are stuck for another half hour, you will be late! Hahaha..."

The young man in white also shouted loudly, "now it seems that we can not only entangle you, but also kill you! Hum, the famous Chen Feng is nothing more than that!"

"Really?"

Chen Feng sneered, "then come and try my thunder sword!"

His action quickly changed from extremely strong and heavy to extremely fast, so that he ran to Lei Jian and stabbed hundreds of swords in one breath!

The young man in white changed his face and was filled with horror.

He didn't expect that Chen Feng's transformation speed should be so fast!

It was a sledgehammer and axe just now, but now it is a dagger!

He quickly crossed the big sword to block in front of him, and there was an extremely dense jingling sound, mixed with two screams.

Dozens of holes were punctured on the big sword in an instant. A dozen blood flowers also burst out of the man in white!

Soon, the two figures separated.

Chen Feng was unharmed and stood proudly with a sword. The big sword in the hand of the man in white has been stabbed into a sieve, with countless holes on it. On his body, dozens of wounds have been cut out, dripping with blood and dyed red in his white clothes, looking extremely miserable.

Chen Feng also saw his appearance.

He is a young man in his twenties, with a rough appearance and a burly figure.

The young man in white couldn't believe it and exclaimed, "how can it be? How can you still use such a light and fast sword? It's impossible! When did you learn it?"

The young man in green shirt was also full of horror.

"Haha, must I tell you my card? Die!"

Chen Feng laughed.

The thunder sword was used. This time, the youth in green and the youth in white were shrouded at the same time!

The technique of running thunder sword was practiced when he was hunting golden beetles and giant cattle. It had never been used in front of the people of Qianyuan sect, so of course they didn't know his cards.

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Broken arrow peak.

Many people had gathered in the square outside the waizong discussion hall.

All the ten disciples, except Chen Feng, arrived.

There are also some elders.

Zhuo Bufan, the leader of the outer sect, Su Zhaodong, Chen Guyun, the supreme elder, and others were there.

Han yu'er glanced back at the mountain road, and saw that it was empty without the figure he had been looking forward to. He was very anxious.

"Dad, why hasn't Chen Feng come? What happened to him?" Han yu'er asked anxiously.

Han Cong was also very anxious, but he didn't show it and remained calm: "don't worry. Don't worry. Don't worry. Chen Feng is very steady. He knows the importance and will not be late."

Elder sun sneered, "really? So steady, so late? Doesn't it mean that everyone present is more steady than him?"

Ran Changling laughed and said, "this waste, don't you dare to come?"

Qin moling echoed with a smile, "what ran Shao said is."

"It's just a waste. I won a few games by luck in the big match with Wai Zong! Especially the one with ran Shao. If ran Shao didn't have mercy and was attacked shamelessly by him, how could he win?"

"In the eyes of those of us who have always been geniuses, he is still an ant!"

Qin moling is extremely shameless in reversing black and white.

"Bamboo mountain and blessed land, but life and death, will not be merciful! Haha, this waste, must be afraid to show his true colors and be killed at that time, so he dare not come!" Ran Changling laughed wildly.

"Nonsense!" Han yu'er's face flushed with anger.

"Why are we talking nonsense?" Qin moling laughed and said, "Han Shimei, I think you were cheated by that waste! If he wasn't timid, how could he not come now?"

Su Zhaodong, the supreme elder, had a cold face: "Lord, Chen Feng is young, arrogant, doesn't know the rules, and despises the sect. At such a critical time, he dares to be late. He should be killed!"

"I propose that Chen Feng be disqualified from participating in the bamboo mountain blessed land contest!"

Zhuo Bufan's face is also a little ugly. He is about to start now, but Chen Feng hasn't come yet.

He was very optimistic about Chen Feng, but Chen Feng's practice made him very disappointed.

Chen Guyun angrily said, "bullshit! How did you know that Chen Feng would not come before the time came?"